Trigger warning ⚠️: Derek Treg. Hunter and phallic language. You have been warned.
Derek treg pov. I know what I'm doing and I'm doing it well. I have him wrapped around my finger like a fucking school girl. I have to admit though, he is adorable. I love the awkward stage that people always have when they're realizing they're falling for each other. He doesn't know I've felt this way for a long time though. I feel like I'm finally free, he's being nice to me and treating me like he cares about me. It's a good feeling I let myself enjoy. I love how shy he's being he's the sweetest boy, I wish I could've had this sooner. After watching some random movie I put on for a while, I decided to lean in a little closer to him. He had sat farther away from me, I was trying not to take it personally but the only way I'd know if he was just being weird or not is if he let me put my head on his shoulder. I glanced over at him and saw him biting his nails, he was probably having the same butterflies I was at this point. I hope he couldn't feel me watching him. Suddenly without even thinking I scooted over to his side, our arms touching now. "Do you mind if I-" I started. Fuck I was just as down bad as he was. Maybe he won't notice. He looked up at me with a panicked look, maybe afraid of what I'd say next. "Uh... yea of course, are you warm enough in here?" I was actually sweating my ass off because of how nervous I was. My voice was so shaky. I put my head down onto his shoulder and in doing so he put his arm around me. We stayed like this for a while until I lifted my head up to speak. He looked into my eyes with the most content and comforting face. My heart was practically beating out of my chest. I tried finding words to fill the silence but nothing could come to mind in time. Then, suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he was leaning in toward me. His eyes only slightly opened. I got a sick feeling in my stomach as instinct brought me toward him. I'd dreamed of this moment for so many years. He brought his body closer to mine as our lips met. Bursts of energy exploded within my chest as I smiled through our kiss. He pulled away after a moment. I didn't want it to end. "W-was that okay?" He stammered, toying with his hands. I leaned back in and kept kissing him, harder than before. "Does that answer your question?" I smirked at him as I felt his lips with my thumb. He grinned like a child as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me up onto his lap. "Do it again." He said, barely able to contain his smile. The butterflies had subsided by this point, I wasn't nervous anymore. Lust took over my body as I practically pounced down on him. I got tingles in my stomach where an almost nauseous feeling once was. He placed his hands on my hips as I moved over top of him to continue kissing. The deep passion I felt within me erupted as I kept going. He fluttered his eyes open as he parted from my lips. He started kissing in a trail down my face and neck, making it hard to breathe. I could barely contain myself. He left hickeys on my collar bone, branding me as his. I let out soft moans in his ear as he let his hands roam free on my waist line and back.
DISCLAIMER ⚠️ No sex bc my teachers will be reading this and when they do read it they will already have to imagine Derek and a kpop star having a hot steamy make out sesh so this is plenty bad enough.⚠️
Suddenly the door burst open. We had been so caught up in the moment that we hadn't heard Jungkook's mom come home. We ripped apart from each other as fast as possible as we guiltily looked up at her standing in the doorway in shock. Tears began streaming from her eyes as she stared at us, jaw dropped. Jungkook started to defend himself but did so terribly. "No. Don't you dare speak." She shouted, eyes fixed on us. "I think it's time for your little friend to go home." She spoke, calmer this time, but still reeling with rage. I stood up silently and headed for the door, locking eyes with him as I walked to the front door to gather my shoes and coat. My heart felt heavy as I walked home. The bitter cold whipping against my bare face and hands. I lived closer than I'd thought, but this was still the worst day to go walking. After some time, I found myself at my front steps. Hot tears had began to fall from my face as I entered my warm living room. My knees buckled beneath me as I fell to the floor and sobbed into my arm dramatically. I hope this wasn't the end of us, we'd only just begun.
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